"On the morrow, you return with them to Cilaros."
The news floored me, and my courage faltered. I stammered, "I do not know the way. And...and...there are bears in the wood." I could think of no creature more fearsome.
"Kauaros will escort you thence," Anna assured me.
As I trembled, with a hard knot in my throat, she added, "Never fear, child. The heart knows the path."
In
The Wanderer and the Wolves
, young Anavere, heiress to two royal houses, tells the story of her upbringing. Exiled from her childhood home by a vicious murder, Anavere is raised by the strange-eyed Lady of the Lake and her bevy of maidens in the secluded sanctuary of the Vale of Afalach. There, she is steeped in the mores of a dying sect, educated to be a priestess and instructor.
But the winds of war are descending. Enemy tribes threaten on all sides, and a fearsome new warlord, whose name will resound through the centuries, approaches. Will Anavere be permitted to remain in her peaceful haven, or will the pitiless place and time destroy her dream before she can truly live it, and with it, the promising young priestess?